Everyone knows that this is a world where strength is respected.
Cultivation is arduous and long, and any strong person has not gone through countless tribulations before becoming a great god; now that he has embarked on the road of practice, he is faced with hardships, ups and downs and thorns everywhere.
Chen Feng took off the black stone sword necklace from his neck and placed it on the ground.
He sat cross-legged and made one mark after another on his dantian with his hands, and a white aura of death filled the air.
White light floated on the surface of Chen Feng's body.
With his eyes closed, his consciousness penetrated into the Buddha Knife, and he carefully felt the contents of the Buddha Knife.
Thousands of golden rays of light appeared inside the Buddha Knife.
It tastes like an emperor.
Waves of imperial pressure swept over him, and Chen Feng felt a tightness in his chest and a slight numbness in his scalp.
Slowly, the golden light turned into long lines, hovering in the pagoda knife.
Thousands of golden rays of light turned into strings of small golden characters in Chen Feng's consciousness, floating in the Buddha's knife.
The small golden characters seemed to sense Chen Feng's consciousness, and in an instant, the small golden characters flew out of the Buddha's knife, illuminating the darkness. room.
The feeling of an emperor is sacred power; thousands of golden lights hover in the room, seeming to feel something.
Suddenly, thousands of rays of golden light penetrated into Chen Feng's head and quickly turned into countless small golden characters.
"My heart embraces the world, the late Emperor's Futu Jue" Chen Feng muttered in his mouth, and those small golden words melted into his head, and he will never forget them.
Chen Feng formed a seal with his hands and circulated the golden spiritual power according to the cultivation method of that technique; the golden spiritual power was swimming everywhere in Chen Feng's body, and Chen Feng felt very comfortable.
Suddenly, a ray of white light suddenly burst out, blocking the golden spiritual power, which was the aura of death.
As the saying goes, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, and Chen Feng had the aura of death in his body.
Now that he was practicing the technique, the golden spiritual power also followed.
Chen Feng secretly complained in his heart that it was not good The white light suddenly collided with the golden spiritual power, and the two forces fought in Chen Feng's body.
This caused Chen Feng to suffer, and his whole body was in pain.
"Boom" The two forces were scurrying around, intertwined in Chen Feng's body, and collided fiercely.
"Ah" Chen Feng gritted his teeth in pain, frowned, and clenched his fists; his body could not bear the two forces.
Chen Feng suddenly opened his eyes: "The aura of death in my body is a yin thing, and the Former Emperor's Buddha Art is a sacred and yang thing.
It may be able to drive away the aura of death in my body.
Then maybe I can "Get rid of this body."
Chen Feng couldn't help but feel happy.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Feng ran the Late Emperor's Buddha Art, and combined with the golden spiritual power, he struggled to resist the aura of death.
After several more impacts, the aura of death obviously reversed its trend, and the sacred spiritual power surged even more.
The white light on the surface of Chen Feng's body gradually faded, followed by the sacred golden light.
A smile appeared on the corner of Chen Feng's mouth, he was finally getting rid of the corpse's body; Chen Feng was extremely excited in his heart.
"No" suddenly a woman's voice sounded in Chen Feng's mind.
Chen Feng was startled, and then he realized that it was Bai Shiling; Chen Feng continued to use the Buddha Art, ignoring Bai Shiling at all.
"Stop it," Bai Shiling's voice rang in Chen Feng's mind again.
"Stop today, I want to expel the air of death, and I want to be a normal person," Chen Feng said in his mind.
The aura of death began to escape, avoiding the attack of the golden spiritual power.
Chen Feng was secretly happy in his heart; running the Former Emperor's Buddha Art, the golden spiritual power became even stronger, and he frantically pursued the aura of death.
"I told you to stop," Bai Shiling shouted again.
"Impossible, I must expel the energy of death today."
Chen Feng said.
"Do you think you can do something that even your father can't do?"
Bai Shiling said.
Chen Feng was stunned for a long time, "Yes, I can't change my father, can I?"
"Do you think the air of death will be expelled?
You have become a corpse, and the air of death will be with you for life; if you force it to run, you will explode and die," Black Stone Spirit said Chen Feng stopped what he was doing and thought for a while: "There is no reason why Bai Shiling would deceive me.
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I really overestimated myself."
Chen Feng breathed a long sigh of relief and stopped running the Buddha Art.
Without the operation of the Buddha Art, the golden spiritual power suddenly weakened.
The fleeing aura of death stopped and looked at the looming golden spiritual power; the strength of the golden spiritual power was greatly reduced at this moment, and the aura of death rushed forward and swallowed up the golden spiritual power.
"Ah" Chen Feng's whole body twitched violently, and waves of white death air quickly filled the air.
The golden light completely disappeared from Chen Feng's body, and the white aura of death occupied the Buddha Art and merged with the Former Emperor's Buddha Art.
"Bai Shiling, you have stayed in my body for so long, causing me to become a living corpse.
What is your purpose?"
Chen Feng asked in his mind.
"What about the living corpse?
Just as your father said: Respect the strong; as long as you are strong enough, no one will look down on you."
Deep in his mind, Bai Shiling's voice came out again.
Even his father couldn't expel the energy of death from his body.
Chen Feng now seems to be gradually beginning to take over the physique of a living corpse.
As they say: Respect the strong.
As long as you become stronger, there will be exceptions to everything. .
"Then tell me, why did you take me out of the sarcophagus, and what is your purpose?"
Chen Feng asked doubtfully.
When Bai Shiling took me out of the sarcophagus with Black Stone on his back, he must have had his own purpose.
"I do have my own goals, but don't worry, I won't harm you," Bai Shiling's voice echoed in his mind.
"You Demon Stone Spirit Fragments each have your own thoughts, who knows what you are thinking," Chen Feng said.
"I will tell you when you become stronger.
Maybe you will have to thank me in the future," "Oh" Now Chen Feng became confused and would thank her.
What was her purpose?
"It's too early now, I won't tell you."
Bai Shiling said again to dispel Chen Feng's curiosity.
"Then you've been in my body for so long, it's time to come out," Chen Feng said.
"Don't worry, I will come out.
It's just that I haven't fully awakened yet.
I need to stay in your body for a few days.
I will come out when I awaken."
Bai Shiling said.
"That's good" Chen Feng said.
In his mind, Bai Shiling's voice no longer sounded, and Chen Feng withdrew from his consciousness; he took a deep breath and exhaled a mouth full of turbid air.
A stream of death energy entered his body, he picked up the pagoda knife on the ground, and Chen Feng slowly stood up.
Before I practiced the Late Emperor's Art of Buddha, the death energy in my body was scattered and unorganized, but now it circulates throughout my body like blood.
Chen Feng felt that the death energy was a little stronger.
It was originally scattered, but now it was united.
Chen Feng looked at the death energy on his hands and said, "This is the power of the spirit transformation level."
Initially, it is to enter the spirit, but Chen Feng does not need to enter the spirit at all, because he has a unique aura of death; while ordinary practitioners must enter the spirit to practice, Chen Feng is an exception, right?
After that, there are the spiritual release stage, the spiritual transformation stage, the pregnant spirit stage, the reverse spirit stage, the sealing spirit stage, the psychic stage, and the immortal gathering stage. . . .
Chen Feng relied on the aura of death to directly become a spirit-transforming level.
This kind of cultivation talent can be regarded as a monster.
But now Chen Feng is thinking: What is Bai Shiling’s purpose?
I will thank her: